16 Years Later

We have been stuck on Planet Mira for sixteen years. That means Earth has been dead for a total of eighteen. Employees of the White Whale have been doing excellent at keeping New LA and its citizens safe. Some have even earned a new position. Former Engineering Chief Vandham now has the role of Commander of the team called BLADE. BLADE is an acronym for "Builders of the Legacy After the Destruction of Earth". They are the known protectors of New LA's citizens. Just about everyone who lives in New LA works for BLADE. The boy, Trey, is now Eighteen years old. He reminds me so much of his father, Jefferson. His mother has suffered through a lot and is still being watched today. Valina has become an emotional and threatening woman since her husband passed. Her son, Trey, is on his way to be a soldier. He is like a son to me. I have raised him, looked after him, and trained him. I know he will be an officer just like his father.

There stood a boy infant of his barracks. A boy who was trained by the great Shulk himself. He's well known around New LA as Trey; the young adult who never had a chance to know his biological father. Even though Shulk wasn't married to his mother, he still referred to Shulk as a father. The color of Trey's hair is brown. He had the color of his father's eyes. He was a younger version of his father. He wore a red bandana, with the word BLADE in black, on his head. He smiled as he walked into the streets of New Los Angeles. People were checking the board for missions to receive. He passed by people testing their Skells. Skells are big robots that people control from the inside. He knew a little about repairing Skells by watching Shulk repair some himself. He even let Trey help when necessary. When he would walk by, people who need help with their Skells, would grab Trey's attention and ask him for some help.
"Trey!" someone waved him over.
"Hey, Doug!" he said. He walked over to him. Doug has very thin hair. The color of it being black. He too is a member of BLADE. He mostly wore armor. He is very skilled when it comes to fighting, although his best skill of them all is piloting Skells. His armor looks very cyborg like. His division is a Harrier. BLADE has eight divisions total.
"Trey," he said. "I am needed for a mission out in the field, but my Skell isn't function properly."
"When are you needed?"
"In three minutes," Dough replied.
"Oohh…" Trey sucked in between his teeth. "Can you do it without your Skell?"
"I suppose…" Doug hesitated at first. "Are you sure you can't fix the issue in like two minutes?"
"Let me see what I can do." Trey smiled. He looked around Doug's Skell. "The outside looks perfectly fine. Let's take a look at the inside."
He opened each hatch of the Skell until he finally found the issue.
"Aha!" Trey claimed. "It seems the main wire needs to be replace. Take a look."

Doug looked inside of the back of his Skell. The main wire was fried. That wire operated on all the main controls of the Skell. Just as Dough was taking out the wire, Trey's communicator received a reminder.
"Damn, I'm late."
Huh?" Doug was confused. "What's wrong?"
"I'm late to go see my mother." Trey said. "I'll send a request to Lin for a wire exchange. Good luck on your mission, Doug!"
"Now just wait a minute." Dough tried to say. It was too late. Trey started running.
"I'm supposed to trust a thirteen year old girl?" Doug rolled his eyes. He sighed and looked back into his Skell. Doug soon got a message from Lin telling him that she was on her way.

Trey arrived at the mental facility where his mother was located. She too was known around that facility after being sent there multiple time for worrying, threats and numerous of other reasons. Shulk told him that his mother had changed ever since the day his father died. Trey sat down in a chair opposite from his mother. In between them was a window. There, he saw an officer leading his mother in handcuffs to the window. She wore a white t-shirt and black pants. She smiled once she saw her son's face. The officer sat her down and stepped aside.
"Hi Mom…" Trey smiled gently.
"Sweetheart," she told him softly. "I was starting to think you forgot about me."
"How could I forget my own mother?" Trey chuckled. "I have got to see you every other week to tell you how things are going."
"That's what I love about you."

They were quiet for a few moments.
"Mom," he finally said. "Will you ever leave?"
"I don't know, Trey."
"Shulk doesn't think so." Trey told his mother, looking down. Sometimes he felt ashamed to call her his mother because of the way she acts.
"Shulk…" she scoffed. "I swear that man sometimes. I just want to…"
"You see?" her son looked back up. "This is why he doesn't believe you won't stop coming here every so often. I'm starting to see it too."
"Trey, I…"
"He's always told me stories of how kind and gentle you were." Trey continued. "but, ever since Dad's death, you've never been the same."
His mother was starting to feel some shame inside her as well.
"What happened to you, Mom?" he has a sad look on his face. She hated seeing the sadness in her own son's eyes.
"I don't know, swather…" she admitted to him.
Trey just sighed.
"I want to get out of here, Trey," she continued. "Really, I do, but…"
"But what?"
"There's something inside me that's just controlling me." Valina teared up a little. "I guess I just haven't let go of the fact that he's gone."

"It's been eighteen years, Mom." Trey responded to her. "How do you think I feel? I never got to know Dad, and look at where I am today. In just one week, I graduate from BLADE Academy and I get to join other officers. Not even once have I thought of my biological father. I keep myself busy. Perhaps you should do the same."
"Everything here reminds me of your father, Trey." his mother admitted. "Even you. You're starting to look a lot like him. You're even starting to sound like him. Trey, you're all I have left of him."
"I know, mother." Trey said. "I just am tired of seeing you being put in this place every other month."
"I know, darling." Valina told him. "I guess my mind and heart aren't healed yet."
They were quiet for another minute. Trey slid away and got up. "I better go." he told his mother. "I still have some lessons to attend to. You're coming next week, right?"
His mother smiled. "I wouldn't miss it for the world!"
He smiled back. "I'll see you then." he told her. "I love you, Mom."
"I love you too, sweetie."

The officer picked her back up and took her back to her room. Trey stood there and watched. "Please get better soon, Mom." he said quietly then walked out of the door. He had one more week left of classes before he could graduate. Soon, he was able to explore the vast planet he grew up on.